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So you eat, drink and be merry for one day you will die, then what?
The judgment.
Well, you can always
not eat,
not drink and be miserable. Then you die sooner. To each his own.
That covers life choices. Now let's look at that end game.
You talk about death and judgement as if they were equal certainties. They are not.
Death is inevitable. Judgement is a rumour.
Isn't it interesting that no one who talks about an afterlife lives in one? Everyone who talks about the afterlife does so in this life. Some of them can really chatter on about it. But the instant they pass over to the other side, the moment they would finally get some first-hand experience to relate, they have nothing more to say.
You've noticed this, of course.
One thing human beings do when faced with something we can't control is we try to bargain. We say things like 'Why couldn't it have been me instead of that person?' or 'Why couldn't it have been that person instead of me?' We ask why something happens on this day of all days and not some other, why this fate and not some other. We talk as if a menu existed somewhere and we were supposed to get a choice.
Everyone does this at first. It's an impulse. We talk as if we had leverage. It takes time for the reality to settle in. Sometimes there are no deals to make. Things happen.
You know all about this impulse. You like making bargains. Every turn this thread shows you talking of barter and trade.
You want to make a deal. But not with us.
You talk constantly of approaching death. You weigh the benefits, calculate the odds, choose your alignments. You talk of trading your announced loyalties for wealth or genius or science or atheism.
You talk as if you had leverage. You want to deal.
Your testimonies on this thread look like efforts to make one last good impression on that unseen critic out there in the hall (is anyone watching?). You're giving him the show you've been told he wants. You play the prophet declaring the gospel 'unto' us, you warn us of impending judgement. You declare your lifelong loyalty to the critic. You mention the worldly goods you never got (is the critic listening?)--then say it doesn't matter, you are happy just to have been a loyal team player all along. That seven-year-old boy wants to score a few more points with the drama teacher before the school play ends.
At the same time, he has trouble staying in character. Even as he plays the loyalist, he candidly admits he could 'just as easily' believe something else. He admits his beliefs are 'chosen'--picked up and put on like a costume. Even as the show goes on, he conducts cost-benefit analyses of continuing to play in it.
If the critic in the balcony exists as you imagine him, he might prefer a performance with more feeling.
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Archer
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